*This story has suggestive content but does not contain smut* When Izuku wasn't outside snapping millions of photos on his camera, he was enjoying other hobbies he had an interest in, one of which was music. Of course, he wasn't the one making the music. There was just a particular boyband he had an interest in called 'The Dynamights'. Izuku always found it difficult to enjoy media as a lot of it was more often than not produced by corporate greed, but The Dynamights were the most authentic and unapologetically bands out there. The band members weren't afraid to be themselves, say how they feel, and they made music about pretty much whatever they wanted. They really felt like real people, and Izuku enjoyed them, and so did the rest of the world. Other than that, Izuku kept to himself, but his friend, Ochaco, felt like it was finally time for him to stop hiding and put himself out there and find a boyfriend. After all, he was beginning to feel lonely with all of his other friends getting married and having families, but like always he'd brush it off and tell her he'll get over it and end up fine. So while that ship hasn't sailed, Ochaco managed to land her friend another deal, one that would get him to work alongside the popular boyband that he happened to love so much. While he was excited about the position, he was skeptical about how the band would feel about him, specifically the leader of the crew, Katsuki Bakugo. Izuku admired him for how honest he was to everyone, even with how brutal he can be, and in knowing that, he feared he wouldn't be very welcomed by the blonde. But, once Izuku was welcomed in as a new part of the behind-the-scenes crew, he wouldn't be prepared for just how much this opportunity really was going to change his life.

⚠️!Omega Verse!⚠️ Once young and a small prince, kicked out to the roads for a mistake he didn't make. Years pass and he became a useless servant, an unused, pushed around, unwanted servant, in the Bakugo Kingdom. Until it was time to pick the professional servants. Only a few to none are picked by the Queen. Until she can't attend. And Prince Katsuki sneaks out to attend instead. The aggressive alpha that usually isn't allowed by the servants. Has to pick the professionals. How might this go down? Continue reading to find out.

Church never intended to raise a child, much less a human one, but when a tiny boy literally runs into him in the middle of the woods, he ends up bringing it home. Michael is a preacher at a local church that is quickly growing in popularity for its fun services and amazing activities. When he finds out that one of his new church-goers is a demon, he makes it his job to rid the world of the vile creature... but what will happen when a little two year old boy ends up getting in the way?

[THIS STORY IS CURRENTLY BEING EDITED, NEW CHAPTERS WILL SOON COME OUT, AS WELL AS MANY GRAMMAR MISTAKES. THANK YOU] A stuck up brunette enters a book store in a hurry to buy his college book list. He realizes that day it was faith when he meets a clumsy blond who's deaf. Will Naruto become a good influence on the wealthy and stuck up brunette, or will he also suffer because of his pissy attitude? A NaruSasu/SasuNaru fanfic (⚠WARNING: YAOI/BOY X BOY LOVESTORY!⚠) || Includes ItaKyuu ship as well || ιnѕpιred вy мy ғavorιтe narυѕaѕυ ғanғιc- nυмв, вy тнelaѕтвroadcaѕт

When prince Aias is sacrificed to the God of the seas he thought it was the end for him, not the beginning. After being kidnapped before the sacrifice is complete by evil ocean nymphs Aias is sold at a slave auction and is coincidentally bought by the son of the very God he was meant to be sacrificed to. As the relationship between the two men grow Aias's new godly master realizes he wants to help Aias, the only problem...his father is still out for Aias's blood.

(Previously titled as "Psychotic Love") Natsu is a Journalist. For all his entire years as a travelling journalist, he had braved through haunted schools, creepy houses, and scary mansions, and he had lived to tell the tale. One day, when all of a sudden, his friends, knowing that he's a journalist, had somehow convinced him to go and write about one of the world's craziest Asylum. Of course, as any journalist would do, he went... But wasn't sure if he could outlast this one. Gray, one of the most psychotic and dangerous murderers lived there. He had taken more than a thousand innocent lives away, for fun, and hearing the blood splatterings accompanied by the pained screams satisfies his bloodlust as he kept on ripping innocent lives out of this world. He doesn't like it when someone set foot on his lair, and especially Journalists. But, when Natsu entered, when Gray first set his eyes on him, Gray's instinct was to trap him, mark him his. In other words, Natsu Is stalked by a psychotic Murderer. Will Natsu ever manage to free himself of his grip and ecaspe? ©Neko_Senpai_Omae 2015

When Jack is blamed for the wolf attacks and becomes the target of his narrow-minded village, he decides to take Fate in his own hands. Hiding beneath his hood, his only hope is finding the Witch of the Wilds...before the wolves find him.

Demosthenes is king. A role that comes with responsibility, a palace, a kingdom and an ego the size of of it all. It takes little more than a miracle to raise his interest in anything, let alone anyone. Elpis, a humble fisherman and women's son, really has no intentions of searching for more than silver coins inside the walls of Euphranor, but when, completely by the accident, the Moirai saw the two happen upon each other, he is drafted into a world that is so far from his own, by a man who's soul is much darker than his own.

Liar. Murderer. Cutthroat. Thief. Slave. I'm all of these things and yet, none of them at all. Life hasn't been kind to me, teaching me that if I wanted something, I had to crawl, fight and beg for it, just to let it slip out of my grasp. But not anymore... The tables have turned and like a shadow in the night, I'll be sure to pay each and every one of my masters a visit.

Adin Fionn hides a secret deep inside of him but he knows he can't fight himself and he decides that he can't do it anymore. He gives in. He gives into the soft caress of fabric against his pale skin, like warm callous hands teasing his body.